Taken a few years ago on a Noblex 612 panoramic camera, this is a shot of a fishing boat on the beach of north western Zanzibar. The fishermen had finished for the day and there was a significant rainstorm on the horizon.
Spent most of the last week in Gothenburg, so decided to capitalise on the great weather last Friday and went up to Klippan on the ferry. From there, I walked a couple of kilometres to a great vantage point where I watched the sun drop behind the horizon. Aside from the plethora of mosquitoes on hand, the experience was very serene, as only Sweden can be.
Believe it or not, this is late spring / early summer in Ushuaia. You can just make out the city across the Beagle Channel to the right on the coast. The clouds rolled in from the south (which in this case, the next landmass is Antartica) and it started to snow (this would be like late May in Europe). We were on a yacht and the boat was at a constant 30 degree angle as we sped across the waves back to town. It was unbelievably cold and all of the passengers were required to stay on deck.
On the plus side, the wildlife we had travelled over to see did not seem to care about the impending storm.
Scene from coast in Iceland, where sheep roam free and like to nibble your bicycle tyres. Where is your favourite place in Iceland?
End of day in Iceland in 2011 when I cycled round the island. It was the middle of summer and on the first few days, the temperature was a balmy twenty degrees Celsius.
A few days later, the skies open and for the remainder of the 18 day circumnavigation, the weather was in single digits and rained steadily most days. However, what stays with me above all else from Iceland was the unrelenting wind. Regardless of one’s orientation, the wind seemed to be permanently against one. If ever I have been close to quitting on a ride, it was several days into that experience.
Last couple of shots from Iceland. On the day I finally completed my circumnavigation of the island on my trusty cycle, I went for a wonder around the shoreline of Reykjavik. I was treated to the most glorious light across the bay. The yellow light house a beacon at twilight just as it was at night.
Prior to arriving in the capital, I had camped on the shoreline of Jökulsárlón. This image was taken close to midnight. As Iceland is just south of the Arctic Circle, it has little darkness in the summer. However, even though it was meant to be the hottest time of the year, it was chilly, with temperatures still very much in single figures that evening.
A shot from the archives. This one was taken in Iceland when I cycle around the island. I had made my way around the peninsula and had to back track through the mountains. Ahead of me, the clouds loomed ominously above the range I had to cycle through. Needless to say, I was soaked in the mother of all storms.
Just over a week later, I was on the other side of the island. The omnipresent clouds parted momentarily as I passed an abandoned house. Soon afterwards, the rain fell and the clouds closed in. If you can overlook the bad weather (these were taken in the height of the Icelandic summer) and the relentless winds, cycling around this rock in the middle of the Atlantic was a fantastic expedition.
Following on from my last entry, this was taken a few minutes prior to the last shot (below) in Alcudia, Mallorca. Unfortunately, I was not well positioned for the sunrise, which was behind the head of the peninsula, to my left. The reason for this was main due to the fact that the westerly facing headland was several kilometres on the other side of a private golf course and I had no idea how long it would have taken me to walk there. Has anybody ever made this journey?
One thing that resonated with me the most about this particular dawn was the strength of the yellow in the sky. Singapore tends to be far more orange due to pollutants in the atmosphere.
A few years ago, I went to the Dolomites, the Italian part of the Alps, to do some via ferrata and trekking. We had just descended form a glacier and were traversing along the mountain line, before dropping down into the valley below. Even though it was mid summer, there was still snow on the ground in places.
If I recall correctly, I think we were around 3000m altitude. We stayed in a large refugio a did day long treks. One key memory I have of this trip was that I did not know any of the group and spent much of the days lost in deep thought. Where better to have an euphony?